Man, I’ve been in a rut. I don’t know what to shoot anymore, a little bit lost and sluggish. I do like the paddle-surfer though, mainly because if the pier wasn’t there, it’d be difficult to separate the meshing of the horizon and the ocean line; it’s not even in black & white, it was just incredibly bright that afternoon.

Thinking about starting a small organization here in Hawaii for the conscience consumer and where to purchase “happy meat”. There aren’t a whole lot of small farms here on O’ahu and we get much of our meat and dairy products from the mainland. It would be nice to get the islanders to stray away from factory farmed practices and perhaps more into modern, progressive alternatives that are both economical and humane. I think what and how we eat does reflect a side of our humanity, especially in developed states where food choices are plenty. Help and ideas appreciated if you wanna jump on board.

Well, it’s been a while since the last post. Been feeling a bit lost photography-wise.

I don’t know why limes, but I thought they looked a bit lonely and separated. And sour. I was salivating all morning while preparing lime pickle for the summer sun. Can’t wait, definitely not an instant gratification side dish.

Sometimes I want to catch the bits of sadness in people’s lives in a William Eggleston way. Three cobs of corn, that’s a bit lonely, I think when you envision what dinners are ideally like. On a similar note, I’m looking forward to Wilfred coming out. It plays on the daily depression Ryan/Elijah Wood goes through that leads to an attempted suicide which fails. A new neighbor wants Ryan to look after her dog, Wilfred-who looks like a normal dog to everyone else except to Ryan-her dog, being a large Australian man in a shaggy dog suit.